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<blockquote data-quote="amila325" data-source="post: 130458" data-attributes="member: 1567"><p><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"><a href="http://imageshack.us" target="_blank"><img src="http://img296.imageshack.us/img296/9532/ldj7.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></a></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">Even after she had left for good,</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">somehow she was still here.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">I knew that she was.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">I could still feel her presence.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">She haunted the place.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">She was woven into the fabric of the building.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">I could still recall her voice, her laughter, her smile.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">I called her name and it whispered on the wind</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">across five thousand miles.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">I blew her a kiss and it transcended</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">time and place to fall upon her lips.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">She was everywhere.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">Yeah right!</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">She was nowhere.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">She was gone.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">It was all in my mind.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">She was lost to me.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">I couldn't feel her.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">She was not like bricks and mortar and she was not woven</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">into the fabric of the building.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">I could no longer hear her voice.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">And when I called her name it did not whisper on the wind.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">It only rebounded back to me from the four walls of my room,</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">reminding me of emptiness and solitude.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">When I blew a kiss, it did not transcend time</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">and space to fall upon her lips.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">It was all wishful thinking.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">But does she still think about me?</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">And if she does, how does she think of me?</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">And if she ever reads my words again,</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">will she be reminded of my voice,</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">my laughter, my smile?</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">Some people are easily remembered and others,</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">easily forgotten.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">Will she forget to remember me or</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">deliberately remember to try to forget?</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">Love is... forever. Love is...</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">always being together</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">a hundred tired romantic clichés.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">Romantic love is a virtuous ideal.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">But who is truly capable of it?</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">Who is capable of sacrificing one's life for</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">the person they profess to love?</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">Making the ultimate sacrifice.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">The urge for self preservation may be stronger.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">Words are meaningless without action,</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">just empty rhetoric that sounds good until put to the test.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">I love you and I want you to love me.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">I do not want to force you to love me or</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">to love me for all of the wrong reasons.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">I want to capture your free will and for you to</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">love me as I love you.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">A contradiction in terms?</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">I want you — but you have to come to me</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">because you want to.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">I have you — but only because you let me have you.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">"I love you" — well perhaps but</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">I can't really tell.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">Maybe it was something I ate earlier that</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">has caused a temporary chemical imbalance in my brain.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">Or maybe I do love you — until I have to put it</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">to the test. Is that good enough?</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">I pledge my heart to you,</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">with certain opt-outs, clauses and conditions.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">All I ask is that you love me unconditionally and forever.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">Am I being selfish?</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">But I am my</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">"self?"</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">So I guess that I am.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">And when my tears fell after you left,</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">were they merely salty discharge brought</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">about by that temporary chemical imbalance in the brain?</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">Well let me think… No!</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">They were tears of passion.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">And it was not the result of some dietary</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">condition that caused me to be attracted to you.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">I did not need an aphrodisiac</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">where you were concerned.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">It was simply you. You caused it.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red"></span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">I'm not in love with an empty room,</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">bricks and mortar or a memory.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">I'm in love with you.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">I already had the foundation to my existence</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">before you came along.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">You just built on top of it and made it glow.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">No clauses, opt-outs or conditions.</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">No empty rhetoric. I will love you unconditionally</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">until the day I die… can I think about</span></span></p></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: Red">that and get back to you on it?</span></span></p><p></strong></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="amila325, post: 130458, member: 1567"] [FONT="Book Antiqua"][B][CENTER][SIZE="5"][COLOR="Red"][URL=http://imageshack.us][IMG]http://img296.imageshack.us/img296/9532/ldj7.jpg[/IMG][/URL] Even after she had left for good, somehow she was still here. I knew that she was. I could still feel her presence. She haunted the place. She was woven into the fabric of the building. I could still recall her voice, her laughter, her smile. I called her name and it whispered on the wind across five thousand miles. I blew her a kiss and it transcended time and place to fall upon her lips. She was everywhere. Yeah right! She was nowhere. She was gone. It was all in my mind. She was lost to me. I couldn't feel her. She was not like bricks and mortar and she was not woven into the fabric of the building. I could no longer hear her voice. And when I called her name it did not whisper on the wind. It only rebounded back to me from the four walls of my room, reminding me of emptiness and solitude. When I blew a kiss, it did not transcend time and space to fall upon her lips. It was all wishful thinking. But does she still think about me? And if she does, how does she think of me? And if she ever reads my words again, will she be reminded of my voice, my laughter, my smile? Some people are easily remembered and others, easily forgotten. Will she forget to remember me or deliberately remember to try to forget? Love is... forever. Love is... always being together a hundred tired romantic clichés. Romantic love is a virtuous ideal. But who is truly capable of it? Who is capable of sacrificing one's life for the person they profess to love? Making the ultimate sacrifice. The urge for self preservation may be stronger. Words are meaningless without action, just empty rhetoric that sounds good until put to the test. I love you and I want you to love me. I do not want to force you to love me or to love me for all of the wrong reasons. I want to capture your free will and for you to love me as I love you. A contradiction in terms? I want you — but you have to come to me because you want to. I have you — but only because you let me have you. "I love you" — well perhaps but I can't really tell. Maybe it was something I ate earlier that has caused a temporary chemical imbalance in my brain. Or maybe I do love you — until I have to put it to the test. Is that good enough? I pledge my heart to you, with certain opt-outs, clauses and conditions. All I ask is that you love me unconditionally and forever. Am I being selfish? But I am my "self?" So I guess that I am. And when my tears fell after you left, were they merely salty discharge brought about by that temporary chemical imbalance in the brain? Well let me think… No! They were tears of passion. And it was not the result of some dietary condition that caused me to be attracted to you. I did not need an aphrodisiac where you were concerned. It was simply you. You caused it. I'm not in love with an empty room, bricks and mortar or a memory. I'm in love with you. I already had the foundation to my existence before you came along. You just built on top of it and made it glow. No clauses, opt-outs or conditions. No empty rhetoric. I will love you unconditionally until the day I die… can I think about that and get back to you on it?[/COLOR][/SIZE][/CENTER][/B][/FONT] [/QUOTE]
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